Words
Yeah, yeah I know this is a lot of poems but rest assured the next few posts are going to be more long form.
Words
Words are of many kinds
All sorts you may find
Some are spiteful
Yet others are gentle to the core
Like a bomb with a short fuse
They are hurled and used
To burn,maim and hurt
Striking deep into the heart
Like a cool breeze
That caresses and eases
To love,nurture and care
With words so sweet and fair
So take care and heed
The words you feed
To the ears of your peers
Lest they create fear and tears
And fester hate and despair
Aby
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